smash bros subspace emissary fanfic

After crossing into the Gundam SEED world, Lu Tianming found himself right in the middle of ZAFT's initial plot to steal the Gundams. To survive the ravages of war, Lu Tianming had no choice but to board the Strike Gundam. Just as he was worrying about how to start it up... the Gundam actually spoke? After all that... turns out he wasn't the only one who had crossed over - his good bro Xia Chuan had come too? Even more - he had directly crossed over and become the Strike Gundam? Watching the enemy forces gradually approaching, Lu Tianming could only grit his teeth: "Sorry bro, I'm borrowing your body for a bit!" At this moment, staring at the autonomously moving Strike Gundam, Kira Yamato looked up in confusion: "If you're piloting the Strike, then what am I supposed to do?"

Dying and being reincarnated into the body of young Amamiya Rin in Japan felt like the perfect start to a new life. When the four beautiful girls who put me in a coma visited my hospital room to apologize, I even thought I had stumbled into the beginning of a rom-com. I couldn't have been more wrong. This reality follows the twisted worldview of Japanese horror. The patient in the bed next to me just "gave birth" to Tomie. My grand "reincarnation power" is actually the plot of The Long Dream—a curse that forces me to live through eons of brutal stress every time I fall asleep. In three months, tops, I will be reduced to ashes. To make matters worse, when I refused to give a "little discount" on the 30-million-yen accident settlement, the fake politeness of my debtors vanished. They stopped blinking, smiled in macabre synchronization, and revealed needle-filled tentacles lurking in their throats. Outside, a biological apocalypse is about to erupt: fish with legs are lurking about, Hanging Balloons are watching us, and Hellstar Remina is staring down at us, salivating. Compared to the approaching extinction-level disasters, entities like Kayako, Mimiko, and Sadako are nothing but small fry. Bedridden in a hospital while demanding debt from abominations disguised as girls... how do I beat this game without a cheat? Simple. A dream world a thousand or ten thousand times longer than an ordinary person's is still a kind of cheat. Is the flesh weak and ascension mechanical? Or is it mind over matter on the path to transcendental sainthood? Kids make choices; adults take it all! A physical body at its peak, perfect martial arts, and the ultimate light amidst the darkness. Starting by usurping the power of the "Group," I will link the brains of these freaks to create the Tomie Network. I, Amamiya Rin, will grow stronger through infinite nightmares. And, in the end, I will bring down Planet Remina with a single punch! ____ (P) Walnutchan

After dying, Okami Okaya was transmigrated into a new World, realizing that he had been chosen to become the emissary of Arceus to spread Pokemon among different worlds. Naruto summoning Ninetales? Ace flying on Charizard's back? Spiderman fighting alongside Ariados? Okami will teach them how to become a great Pokemon trainer. The cover is not mine. Downloaded at wallpapersafari. This is only fanfiction. Update Schedule: There will be one regular chapter per day.

When Lynn Hall woke up in the Marvel Universe, he didn’t get super strength or cosmic destiny — he got a system bound to Death itself. [Name: Lynn Hall] [Age: Twenty-two] [Identity: Emissary of Death (Inactive)] [Supernatural Abilities: Physical fitness at twice peak human potential, Mystic Potion Crafting (LV1), Phantasm (LV1), Super-Sense (LV1), Bone Shield (LV1), Immortality.] To grow stronger, Lynn has one mission: help the restless dead complete their final wishes, absorb their death energy, and evolve without limit. By day, he’s an NYPD detective cracking impossible cases. By night, he walks with spirits, drinks with devils, and charms women who should probably know better. He doesn’t save the world — he lives in it, one crime scene and one beautiful woman at a time. Because when you can’t die… you might as well enjoy the ride. ---- Tags: R18, HAREM, Harem-seeking Protagonist, Anti-Hero ---- For early chapters and to support my work: Patreon.com/Demonic_Fiction This is a TL.

[NOTE: Not A Translation or MTL!!] It is a well-known fact that Tokyo Jujutsu High boasts three legendary talents: Gojo Satoru, the unrivaled "Source of Hypertension"; Geto Suguru, the "Cursed Spirit Master"; and Genji. However, according to Shoko Ieiri—their classmate and the only voice of reason—all three are officially certified as "absolute scum." "Wait a second!" Genji raised an objection. "Who exactly is the third scumbag?" Ignoring the collective deadpan stares directed his way, Genji felt no guilt whatsoever. "I’m clearly the only normal person here!" in case you want to support me (special benefits) p4treon.com/ThePlotHoleRefuge (+extra Chapters)

Crowe was an environmental biology student tracking geomagnetic anomalies in the Pacific Northwest when the current of a rising creek pulled him under. He wakes up on a mattress in Beacon Hills with a body that isn't his and a brass-bound ledger that translates the world into a language of ley lines and supernatural signatures. As a transmigrator who knows the tragedy waiting for the Hale family and the chaos coming for Scott McCall, Crowe must use The Emissary's Ledger to bridge the gap between biology and folklore. He isn't an Alpha or a Hunter; he's the man mapping the territory before the war arrives, trying to stay an "Emissary-in-Waiting" while the Green Ink in his margins begins to write a story he didn't plan.

Shin Lee's world was invaded and tooking over by the Monmusu. He decided to become a Hermit out of spite and was one day picked to be sponsored by the Tao, to spread balance throughout the multiverse. Now he travels the multiverse with his faithful companion Astolfo Saber to spread fun choas throughout the multiverse, all while corrupting cute femboys/traps and gangbanging heroines along the way! This is a Waifu Catalog fic. Main theme is mc goes and captures/buys femboy/traps to have chaotic multiverse lewd fun together while saving the multiverse and lewding some heroines to join their retinue. So expect mostly m/m, f/m shenanigans and with potentially a bit of furry action. [This is a Story written by Chibi-Reaper over on Questionable Quest forms that I commissioned, check out his other works if you enjoy this story.]

Bowser is once again up to no good - stomping on the fabled Pipe-Switch - a mysterious switch that opens up connections to various worlds.

So… uh… hi. I’m Pit. And this is apparently my life now. One minute I’m patrolling Skyworld, doing my heroic duties, totally not slacking off— Next minute Lady Palutena hugs me from behind, presses my face into her chest, and says: “Pit, great news! We’re moving!” Before I can even breathe again, she spins me around, shows me two letters, and starts glowing like she just beat Hades in Uno. Turns out we’ve been invited to the Super Smash Bros Multiverse. Not as guests. Not as tourists. We live here now. And we fight. A lot. Dimensions clash, universes mix, and everyone is either: a hero, a villain, a morally confusing guy with a sword, or Kirby, who I’m pretty sure is a god. I’ve met legends I only heard about: The Hero Who Gets Reincarnated Every 5 Minutes The Mushroom Kingdom Guy Who Jumps on Everything The Vampire Hunter with Family Issues The Silent Guy Who Lives on Mount Silver and Probably Hasn’t Slept Since 1999 And then there are new fighters I’ve never seen: Some kid named Joker A pink ball that eats concepts A hundred swordsmen An electric rat who is somehow famous everywhere This place is chaos. And somehow… I ended up with two wives— wait sorry four— Palutena, Viridi, Amazon Pandora and Phosphora have all decided they’re coming with me. So yeah. New universe. New battles. New rivals. New disasters. Same angel trying not to die. Here we go. --- MC: Pit Ship: Pit X Harem

Flora Bloom, who was betrayed and killed by her boyfriend in her past life, is reborn with a peerless spatial dimension back to the time before the crisis, hoarding food, raising a child, and tearing apart scumbag men and manipulative women. Originally, she just wanted to raise a child and low-key fight zombies and level up together with her family. But she discovered that she was unexpectedly falling step by step into a tender trap meticulously designed by a certain sly and scheming man. Flora Bloom looked at the vast space within her sea of consciousness; it had a farmhouse courtyard, fields, and a Spirit River, but it just lacked a bit of vitality. So, a fat, sky-flying mantis? Collect! A rare little white tiger that can discharge electricity? Collect! A behemoth spirit crocodile with its young? Collect! As long as it's alive and edible, collect, collect, collect them all! Endless scumbags and vile women, a shameless and deeply scheming leader, all wanting to use her to attack zombies and obtain more Crystal Cores for their own gain? Your shameless, worthless life? Hand it over.